Beautiful CEO's Supreme Bodyguard

Ye Pengfei's heart was slightly startled. He looked intently and saw a monk in red cassock standing in front of him. The monk is about half a hundred years old, with a smile on his face, one hand leaning on a Zen stick, and the other hand in front of him. There is a trace of the taste of an eminent monk.

"Benefactor, can you borrow the Shinan sword?"

The monk spoke calmly.

Ye Pengfei chuckled, and then he took up his momentum and let the Shinan sword stand quietly in front of him and the old monk.

"So, thank you for your generosity!"

The old monk saw that ye Pengfei was so grateful. At the same time, the hand with the seal of Buddha made such a move at will. Shinan sword suddenly let out a roar, and in an instant, it came to the monk.

The next scene, ye Pengfei a little shocked!

Because he saw that the Shinan sword first circled the monk several times, and then stood quietly in front of the monk. What shocked Ye Pengfei even more was that the old monk threw the Zen stick and grasped the Shinan sword in his right hand.

Instead of resisting, Shinan sword sent out a burst of joy. It felt like a wanderer who had been wandering for many years had seen his relatives again. The only thing that makes Ye Pengfei feel at ease is that his blood essence is still on the Shinan sword. Through this connection, ye Pengfei feels the mood of Shinan sword.

Shinan Jian is full of joy, but he doesn't reject his current master at all.

Ye Pengfei was surprised by this situation, but he was relieved when he thought about it.

It turns out that Shinan sword has met the old master!

Sure enough, the old monk held the sword in his right hand and gently stroked the body of Shinan sword in his left hand. There was a trace of memory on his calm face. Words is a burst of emotion, slightly Frank said.

"Long time no see, old friend. Are you ok?"

Shinan sword has a twinkling of light, as if in response to the monk's yearning.

The monk laughed and threw the string of Buddhist beads into the air. In his hand, Shinan sword came out one after another. With a crash, the string of Buddhist beads was directly chopped by the sharp sword light. Ye Pengfei eyebrows pick, in the hands of momentum is about to explode, but later or stop.

Because he found that after the Buddha bead was cut off, it did not directly fall on the ground, but suddenly sent out the light of Buddha all over the sky, contacted with the Qi of Shinan sword, and quietly absorbed on the body of Shinan sword.

Seeing this, the monk sat down with his hands folded and knees crossed. His eyes naturally closed and his mouth read aloud.

Shinan's sword was so pure that countless sword Qi surged out of the body of the sword and cut straight on the Buddha bead. But who ever thought that the Buddha pearl was not damaged at all. On the contrary, the Buddha light became more and more intense under the urging of the monk. Later, the whole Shinan sword was shrouded in it.

"Hum!"

Shinan sword sends out a song, and ye Pengfei feels a trace of sadness from that song. At the moment, it's a direct shot. The red divine power goes straight away. It works at the same time, one inside and one outside, and suppresses the momentum of the Buddha light by three points.

"Benefactor, do you know where Shinan sword comes from?" The old monk didn't stop Ye Pengfei's action, instead, he took the lead in speaking.

Ye Pengfei raised his eyebrows and said calmly, "of course, this Shinan sword is the most precious weapon of your Buddhism and the magic weapon of Shaolin Temple."

"Since it's the most precious treasure of Buddhism, why should the benefactor intervene?"

The old voice came again, and the words were calm.

Ye Pengfei was stunned. He couldn't answer the question.

"Benefactor, since you can't answer, you'd better not hinder me!"

The old monk smiles a little, his hands suddenly separate, his right hand pinches the seal of Buddha, and he points in the air. A light of Buddha flew out of that hand and printed on the Shinan sword gently. At this time, Shinan sword suddenly stopped fighting, and quietly suspended in the air. The long sword was shining.

The Shinan sword sometimes glows with gold and sometimes with scarlet. It looks strange.

The old monk once again pinched a formula with his left hand. Before he did, ye Pengfei felt something was wrong. Because he even felt a trace of bloody taste from the monk's ordinary gesture, which was a kind of awe inspiring killing intention, a kind of crazy killing all over the world.

Before ye Pengfei could react, the red light suddenly penetrated the Buddha light and printed on the hilt of Shinan sword.

"Benefactor, do you know where Shinan sword came from before it entered Shaolin?"

Ye Pengfei did not answer, but looked at Shi Nanjian. At this time, ye Pengfei suddenly felt that Shinan Jian had a sense of strangeness, and there was even a sense of familiarity in the strangeness.

Ye Pengfei looked at the monk carefully and said with a slight threat: "I know I am not the opponent of the master, but I hope the master can give me an explanation. Otherwise, in order to release the difficult sword, I will make the master regret even if I fight my life!"

"My Lord, I'm a Buddhist family. I don't want to do harm to people. I hope you can believe me once!"

"Buddha family? Can Buddhists have such a strong intention to kill? Is it hard to say that Master Cheng is the angry King Kong under the Buddha's seat, and he is in charge of Buddhism and Taoism to kill Ye Pengfei hummed coldly, quite dissatisfied.The monk continued: "benefactor, you haven't answered my question yet!"

Ye Pengfei then remembered the monk's previous words, but he only knew that Shinan sword was the treasure of Shaolin and had been handed down for a hundred years. It has long been regarded as a treasure of Shaolin by people all over the world. Perhaps only the abbot of Shaolin knows where the Shinan sword comes from.

"Ye Pengfei doesn't know such Buddhist secrets!"

"I admire you for your honesty, benefactor!"

Ye Pengfei curled his mouth. He said when the monk's mouth was so sharp.

"Shall I tell you a story?" The old monk didn't pay attention to Ye Pengfei's idea. Instead, he said directly, "don't worry, benefactor. This Shinan sword won't hurt, but he needs some time!"

"What time will it take?"

Ye Pengfei always felt that the old monk had something to say, and now he asked.

The monk laughed and said nothing. Instead, he talked about the story in his mouth.

"Benefactor, do you know the origin of the three Buddhas behind you?"

Without looking back, ye Pengfei said directly: "master, there are more than thousands of Buddhas in the sky. I have seen many other Buddhists besides dari Tathagata. It's a pity that among the three Buddhas, I haven't even seen one, except the Tathagata. Master, please help me

Monk face calm, in the face of Ye Pengfei's inquiry, not a bit surprised. That feeling seems to be saying: "I don't think you know!"

"Benefactor, the one on the left is called pharmacist liuliguang Buddha, while the one on the right is Amitabha Buddha, and the one in the middle is Sakyamuni Buddha!"

"Sakyamuni, Tathagata, glazed Buddha, Amitabha Master, they are all Buddhists. Don't embarrass me, a layman! " Ye Pengfei said with a bitter smile: "however, I don't understand if the Mahatma hall doesn't worship the Tathagata?"

The monk smiles and says, "I have never said that this is the main hall."

Ye Pengfei was startled and looked back. He only saw that on the glittering hall, the plaque was held high, and the four words were bright. He murmured: "the third Buddha Hall"

in his mouth